Angelus: I wanna torture you. I used to love it, and it's been such a long time. I mean, the last time I tortured someone, they didn't even *have* chainsaws.
Angelus: Acathla the demon came forth to swallow the world. He was killed by a virtuous knight who pierced the demon's heart before he could draw a breath to perform the act. Acathla turned to stone, as demons sometimes do, and was buried where neither man nor demon would want to look. Unless of course they're putting up low-rent housing.
Angel: Ill get it. It's not like I need the oxygen.
Angel: You know, I'm a little rusty when it comes to killing humans. It could take a while.
Angelus: Well, it's not really the kind of message you tell. It sort of involves finding the bodies of all your friends.
Angelus: Spike, my boy, you really don't get it! Do you? You tried to kill her, but you couldn't. Look at you. You're a wreck! She's stronger than any Slayer you've ever faced. Force won't get it done. You gotta work from the inside. To kill this girl... you have to love her.
Angelus: I guess I really did drive you crazy.
Angel: I heard about this. People are talking. People are even talking to me.
Angel: I'm sorry about the chains. It's not that I don't trust you... Actually, it is that I don't trust you.
Angel: It's like talking to a wall. Only you get more from a wall.
Angel: It's good to be back in Sunnydale. Nice climate, plenty to eat, no tortured humanity to hold me down.
Angel: Milady, you'll find that with the exception of an honest day's work, there's no challenge I'm not prepared to face.
Angelus: My friends... we're about to make history... end.
*Angel: I saw you called. It was a bright afternoon, out in the front of your school, you walked down steps and I loved you.
BuffyL Why?
Angel: Because I could see your heart. You help it before you for everyone to see and I worried that it would be bruised or torn. More than anything in my life I wanted to keep it safe, to warm it with my own.
Buffy: That's beautiful. [a moment, as he holds her] Or, taken literally, incredibly gross.
Angel: I was just thinking that too.
(Helpless)
*Angel: You still my girl?
Buffy: Always
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